The most disorganised show i have ever been to had an unlikely intermission. There was a scheduled women’s bout – but one of the fighters missed weight by something minimal, a few grammes – maybe a bit more, but it was nothing too awful – and the opponent refused to fight, fair enough, totally within her rights. But then the promoter got them both in the ring (shitty ring it was too) and made a fuss of how much these women were warriors, prepared to step in and do great things for WMMA. But to be fair, this was the least confusing thing about that night.